Watch this moving video of an old man giving a speech while completely fried. Seriously: at certain points he truly sounds like The Dude, man. I can’t decide whether he’s drunk or high, though; it’s probably hard to distinguish with a Texan.
Republican presidential candidate Rick Perry raised some eyebrows Friday night with a speech performance in Manchester, N.H., that was unusually expressive. A Huffington Post reporter was in the audience for the speech but did not have a chance to review video footage of the Texas governor’s remarks until Saturday afternoon when a montage of moments in the speech surfaced on YouTube.
The video below is not a full version of his remarks. It is a carefully edited montage designed to highlight the giddiest and strangest moments of a roughly 25-minute speech. The owner of the YouTube account, CharlieJohnson1986, did not respond to a message sent to the account.
But while the video is designed to make Perry look bad, it does capture elements of his speech that were widely remarked upon in the crowd by those who saw the speech.
“It was different,” Manchester Mayor Ted Gatsas told HuffPost after the speech.
The character of ‘The Dude’ Jeff Lebowski in the most epic movie of all time, The Big Lebowski, was actually based on real dude: Jeff Dowd. This LA resident shares with the movie Dude his first name, an activist past, but above all certain manners and ways of expression. New shit has come to light, man.
So here’s a video of the real-life Dude visiting Occupy LA:
While “the Dude rambles on here” (his words), he makes a fairly cogent argument about the shift in the last few decades from a “production-based” economy to a “financially based” one. “What we do want is an economy where it doesn’t pay to be speculative,” he says, ”but it pays to be productive.” He is among those who both support Occupy Wall Street and admire Steve Jobs, whom he praises as someone who stood for “making things.”
This isn’t trivial man: yesterday at Lebowski Fest NY there was a reunion of the original cast of “The Big Lebowski”! The whole Lebowski adoration and Lebowski Fest thing is starting to get kind of lame, but a cast reunion certainly is not! A report by Time:
Who else but Jeff Bridges could convince a theater full of drunk (and stoned) movie fans that now was the perfect time for a little spontaneous inward meditation?
A very special edition of Lebowski Fest descended on Manhattan Tuesday evening – a hotly anticipated red-carpet reunion of the key Big Lebowski cast members, staged at New York’s Hammerstein Ballroom and livestreamed across the Internet. But it’s a safe bet that those who were tuning in via computer screen experienced something quite different from those who made the trek to midtown, traversing midtown dressed as The Dude.
Just about anyone wandering New York’s 34th Street would have seen the party already in full swing curbside – the Jeffrey Lebowski and Walter Sobchak impersonators who lined up outside the venue, wrapping around a full city block. Many passed the time by swapping their favorite lines from the Coen Brothers’ 1998 cult comedy, always in search of subtler, smarter, more obscure references. These were clearly the most devout of the Dude diocese – the ones who had traveled hours for the chance to see their favorite bowling trio back in action.
Yet what quickly became apparent once the sextet of stars took the stage (from left to right: T-Bone Burnett, John Turturro, Julianne Moore, Jeff Bridges, John Goodman, Steve Buscemi) was that this party really wasn’t about them. Slowly but surely, the gathered Lebowski fans started something of a revolt, as they continuously chipped away at the formality of the on-stage discussion. Over the course of an hour, great fans gradually asserted themselves as rude guests.
Which isn’t to say that there was not adulation to spare. The first two stars introduced to the house were T-Bone Burnett (the film’s music archivist) and John Turturro, and the cheers that erupted from the Hammerstein floor quite obviously took Turturro by surprise. Here was a crowd that loved The Jesus, that could probably recite each and every line of Turturro’s role in the film, that had been waiting hours to let the star know just how much they appreciated his over-the-top antics. That reception paled, though, in comparison to the avalanche of shrieks that accompanied John Goodman, and the reverence with which thousands chanted “Duuuuuuude” as Jeff Bridges took the stage.
Indeed, by the end of the hour-long discussion, it became clear that a good number of fans would have been perfectly happy if the whole Q&A had been excised entirely – if they could have given the actors a standing ovation, and then dimmed the lights, all watching the movie together. There was little interest here of listening to actors wax philosophical or nostalgic; fewer fans applauded John Turturro’s idea for a sequel, or Jeff Bridges’ interest in a prequel, than John Goodman’s outright rejection of the concept. “It’ll never happen,” he said, and these Lebowski fans seemed just fine with that.
Haha, geniaal. Dit zie ik nu pas op GeenStijl. Zat ik mij gisteren een partijtje ouderwetsch druk te maken over de reactie van minister Rosenthal op vragen van GroenLinks over een mogelijk uitleveringsverzoek van de Verenigde Staten aan Nederland betreffende Rop Gonggrijp (antwoord: zo’n verzoek wijzen wij niet op voorhand af); reageert Rop ‘ The Dude’ Gonggrijp zelf vandaag uiterst relaxed.
I think there is not much else he could have said. Was anyone really expecting him to say: “We have an extradition treaty with the US, and we have laws in place that deal with extradition requests. But if there is ever an extradition request for Gonggrijp we’ll ignore all that and we’ll tell you now that we’ll never extradite him, no matter what?
There are no new events other than the justice minister in The Netherlands providing rather obvious answers to questions from MPs. I really don’t think the minister giving perfectly predictable answers should be news. There is, as of yet, no indictment. Let alone an extradition request. (…) My lawyers and me have absolutely no idea what crime they could even charge me with. (…) So there may very well never be an extradition request, just a very long period of nothing much happening.
Nou, ja, ok. Dat is natuurlijk ook zo. Desalniettemin hoop ik dat er geen uitleveringsverzoek komt, dat als het er komt Gonggrijp niet uitgeleverd wordt, en dat als hij toch uitgeleverd wordt, hij niet geisoleerd opgesloten en onmenselijk behandeld wordt, zoals Bradley Manning.
Die Rop, die chillt hem gewoon hard. Maakt zich hier absoluut niet druk om, laat staan boos. Nog niks aan het handje, mensen. Gewoon doorlopen. Laten we al die energie bewaren voor het moment dat de Amerikanen het alsnog in hun hoofd halen om Rop te criminaliseren. Wat Rop dus niet ziet gebeuren. Okee, dank, Rop. Orde van de dag, we komen er aan.